Chapter 10: Restraints
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"What is it?" Logan asked aloud.
"These aren't like any scars that I have seen," answered his friend.
Cindy asked, "Well what are they from don't you know?"
Sabastion answered, "Well, look at how the worst of these scars start at the wrist and follow along the veins. They look like spider's legs almost. These gash marks. They look like entry wounds."
"For what?" Logan asked.
"Wires perhaps. That would explain the spider like scars and blister formation. It is almost like her skin was cooked from the inside out."
"You mean she was electrocuted?" Asked Logan.
"Now that you mention it, yes."
"But why?" Cindy asked.
"For information." Answered Logan in a voice that was colder than steel.
"You mean she went through all that hell, just to keep information to herself?" Cindy asked in a surprised tone.
"Yes." Logan again answered.
Sabastion interrupted, "The drug in that dart is bound to wear off soon. Over there, on the table beside my computer. Take that case. She needs an injection every six hours."
"What is it?" Logan asked as Cindy got the case.
"They are a certain drug that I created while you were gone. I made it incase things didn't go over a smoothly. It is a mixture of tranquilizer for big cats and a sedation fluid to help her relax even more. It will keep her calm enough that we should be able to eventually get information from her. Like why whoever did this to her Did this to her. Hopefully, it will also stall for time for her arms to heal. Don't look at me like that Logan, you and I both know that right now she is acting in cat instincts. Right now she is like a feral cat. Once"
"Once tame and now wild."
There was silence. Then Cindy interrupted, "Logan don't you think we should take her somewhere now? I think the drugs are wearing off." She cocked her head to the still limp body of their friend. She was right. For at that moment, Max's hand twitched.
Sabastion instructed, "Give her an injection, now. Before she realizes what has happened."
Cindy tied off Max's left arm as Logan prepared the concoction. Cindy said in a frantic voice, "Logan, she's waking up"
Logan handed the needle to Cindy. There were restraints on the table she was on. Quickly as he could, he buckled Max down. Her arms, torso, neck, and legs had been tied down. And just in time. For at that moment she regained consciousness, she attempted to get up. But couldn't for she was too tightly held down. She opened her mouth to yell something at them when she saw the needle. Her eyes grew wide with fear, her entire face turned rigid. She whimpered in a not so like Max voice, "please, don't. Get that thing away from me! Get it away from me! She was yelling now in a frantic tone filled with fear and panic. "Stop it! No! Get away from me! No! No! Stop it! Stop! Stop it damn it!"
Cindy and Logan could see that she was struggling against the restraints. Logan walked over to Max with needle in hand, "Stay still Max. It will only sting a little. Max stay still." He hated what he was doing to her. He felt like a dirty traitor. If only Max could remember he would never do anything to hurt her.
But the fearless Max they knew was no more. She had left. Now all they could see was a terrified child who looked as if she had been abused her whole life. Max shook her head from side to side as much as the restraints would allow her. She yanked her head upward, choking herself, her head slammed back onto the table. Sabastion had been silent the whole time and remained so. Everyone was silent. Cindy looked away again. She couldn't bear to see her best friend, who had been like an older sister to her, always protecting her, always there for her; she couldn't bear to see her struggling like a rat caught in a trap. She couldn't even imagine what Logan must have felt. Logan came closer with the needle. Max struggled even harder.
The thick leather straps had begun to cut into her flesh. It didn't stop her though, she kept struggling, finally Logan knew it was now or never, walking briskly over to Max, he stuck the needle into her mangled arm. He could hear Max's screams as he injected all of the fluid into her system. The screams did not end, but they soon quieted to mere shouts of rage and fear. Then there was silence again. She was knocked out. It was over. The first injection had ended.
Cindy and Logan thanked Sabastion. After they loaded the unconscious figure into the back of the van they had used to get there, they drove in silence. Then Cindy broke the quite, "Logan, what was she hiding from Manticore?"
Logan stayed silent for a minute or two than answered, "I don't know exactly. Although I have a feeling it was our location."
"You mean, Max went through all of that just so that our ass's wouldn't get found?"
"Yes. That is my theory. But we won't know until she starts to remember things."
Cindy nodded. The van pulled into an old broken down building. In silence, the two of them took Max out of the van and walked into the abandoned building. It was an abandoned hospital Cindy soon learned. The two of them walked with Max to a room. This room had been cleaned out fairly well, and one of the same tables that was in Sabastions lab was in here. They laid Max onto the table and both of them strapped her in. Her wounds had stopped bleeding now. Logan suggested that they take shifts. Day by day, Cindy insisted on taking first watch, and Logan agreed.
He told her that he had to get home to see if Syl or Krit had contacted them. Logan left Cindy a gun, although he said that it was incase Manticore decided to drop in, they both knew who it was really for. If Max got out of control, they would have to take drastic measures, Max was wild now. Like Sabastion had said, she was a feral cat and they had to tame her.
